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Jul 2017
We left pieces of ourselves inside the pit
We had no choice but to leave behind,
It was die there together
Or barely find our way out alive.

We emerged,
Found ourselves still breathing.
But bruised, battered, broken.
And worst of all,
Without each other.
Alexandra Provan
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Alexandra Provan  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
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